Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

As the driver had doubted them, Modesty didn’t talk to Adolph again to avoid unnecessary troubles.

Adolph also lowered his head all the way with the hat covering half of his face.

When they arrived at the destination, they got out of the car one by one.

Modesty followed Adolph and Adolph stopped on an intersection near the hotel. There was no person

in the surroundings.

When he turned around, Modesty hurriedly asked, “Adolph, have you seen the note I left to you?”

Adolph nodded his head, “What happened?”

Modesty replied anxiously, “Where have you been during this period? And where’s my father? He

hasn’t come back for a long time.”

“Modesty, your father…”

“Never mind. This is not important. We can talk about this later.” Modesty interrupted him and

continued, “Adolph, I have a big problem now. Please help me. You’re the only one who can help me.”

Adolph swallowed the words that he wanted to say, “What’s it?”

Ten minutes later…

When preparing red wine in the room of the hotel, Arthur heard the doorbell. He put down the glass and

walked to the door while humming, “You’re so quick…”

Before he could finish the words, he saw a man in black standing at the door.

Arthur knitted his brows tightly, “Who are you looking for?”

Right at this moment, the man slowly lifted his head, his eyes full of coldness and killing intentions.

Arthur sensed a hint of trouble. But when he prepared to shout for help, the man landed a kick on his

belly. Arthur hit onto the wall and then fell onto the ground.

Covering his belly, he felt the sharp pain and couldn’t utter a syllable.

Adolph closed the door, grabbed his hair and dragged him into the room. Arthur’s screams were

gradually covered by the music in the room.

From the kick, Arthur knew deep down that he could not win the man if he wanted to fight against him

and hurriedly begged for his mercy, “Are you hired by that bitch Modesty? How much does she pay

you? I will double it, nope, triple it. I will give you no matter how much you want.”

Adolph casually grabbed an ashtray from the table and slammed it on Arthur’s head without hesitation.

Arthur, who tried to negotiate with Adolph just now, was suddenly silent and fell onto the ground.

Adolph picked up his phone from the sofa, examined the whole room, found out several CDs and then

quickly left the room.

Modesty had been waiting for him downstairs. She felt it the most torturing moment in her life.

When Adolph finally went out of the hotel, Modesty hurriedly stood up and asked nervously, “Adolph,

how’s it?”

Adolph produced a phone and several CDs from his pocket and handed them to Modesty.

Shivering, Modesty took the things from him, “Are these all?”

“These are all.”

Modesty heaved a sigh of relief. At the next moment, she seemed to recall something and asked,

“Have you seen the contents?”

Adolph shook his head, “Nope.”

“That’s great.”

When Modesty put the things into her bag, she noticed Adolph was bleeding. She subconsciously took

a step backwards with shock and horror all over her face.

Adolph lowered his head and took a glance, “It’s from my wounds.”

Modesty asked, “Did… did those people follow me because of you?”

“They probably have found out our relationship. They follow you in an attempt to catch me.”

Modesty abruptly widened her eyes, “They why did you come to find me? What should I do if they know

that we’ve met?”

Adolph moved his lips trying to say something, but he was suddenly lost for words.

Modesty looked around and urged him, “Hurry up to leave. Don’t come to find me again.”

After finishing the words, she noticed that Adolph was still motionless and became more anxious as

she was afraid that they would find out they were still in touch with each other. She was in a hurry to

leave.

“Modesty.” Adolph stooped her. Looking at her back, he asked, “Don’t you care about your father’s

condition?”

Modesty had been restless recently. Although Adolph solved Arthur for her, before she could relieve,

she learned that Adolph had brought her a bigger problem, so she was quite angry now. “Why should I

care about him? I’m so busy with my own troubles? Who can concern about me?”

Adolph didn’t speak. Modesty left in a hurry.

After coming back home, she smashed Arthur’s phone and the CDs into pieces. It was like she had

vented some of her anger by doing this.

Now since Arthur had died and these evidences were ruined, no one would be able to threaten her

again.

But she didn’t expect that Arthur had managed to dodge Adolph’s critical strike and survived.

Arthur passed out. After an hour, he woke up. Fighting down the sharp pain from his body, he wanted

to find his phone to call the police, but failed.

Placing his hand on the wall to support himself, he groped and walked out of the room. He could

vaguely saw a person in the front, but before he could utter a syllable, he fell onto the ground.

The staff of the hotel was freaked out when seeing his bloody face. Not daring to waste a single

moment, he hurriedly called the ambulance and the police.

…

At ten o’clock in the evening, the helicopter landed in the Cloud City.

Stella opened her eyes in a daze and checked the time. She then found that it had been several hours.

She left Clarence’s arms and twisted her neck.

She had to admit that she had had a good sleep over the past several years.

A car had been waiting for them beside the helicopter.

After getting into the car and looking at the sceneries that flashed across the windows, Stella yawned

and asked, “Aren’t there many matters to deal with in your company? You suddenly come here. Will it

have any impact on your work?”

Clarence netted her fingers, played her hand and replied in a low, charming and husky voice, “Even an

iron man needs rest.”

“The cost of this rest is too high. We could as well have a sleep at home.”

“Didn’t you say you want to visit her?”

“It’s just that…”

Stella found that she was indefensible on this matter and since she could not win the argument with

Clarence, she decided to drop this topic.

The car arrived at Dolores’ domicile twenty minutes later.

After getting out of the car, Stella found that this detached house was quiet. There was a garden as

well as a small vegetable farm.

It was indeed a good place to live in.

Seeing that she was still standing on the spot, Clarence asked in a low voice, “Why are you just

standing here?”

“I’m pondering whether Ms. Anderson has gone to bed or not.”

Clarence replied, “Not yet. I called her before coming here.”

“Well.”

Actually she was pondering the other mater. If she saw that little boy here, then her guess before might

be right.

But if she didn’t see him here, it could only prove how foolish her guess was.

Seeing that she was lowering her head seeming to be pondering something, Clarence licked his lips

secretly. He directly held up her hand and led her into the house.

Stella pulled herself back to reality. Her hand that was held by Clarence uncontrollably broke out into

cold sweats.

This way was not that long. But Stella held her breath when taking every step.

Her assumption and suspicion would be confirmed soon.